Too laaaaaaate to ‘pologize . . . it’s too laaaaaaaaate

So, Nancy replied. With no less than four messages, an IM apology to Andy, and a brand new bulletin detailing why she would not be posting any more bulletins.

Yeah, a little excessive, I think.

Her first message:

Exactly which part are you talking about? I wasn’t aware that I posted anything offensive. If I did, then I’m sorry. I never post anything that I feel would be offensive.

Way to play dumb, Nancy. Bravo.

Second message:

I went back and read the post over again, and I think I know what you are upset about. I was not referring to you, by the way…I actually did not have and still do not have any hard feelings towards you. I was extremely gullible myself when it came to [Todd] and he hurt me badly..long story. Anyhoo, I was referring to another girl he kept talking about(not you) that I thought he dropped me for to have sex with her. Again, not you. This was someone else. Some older girl. There were things I’m sure he never told you, just like he never told me. Pretty sure he was messing around with this particular girl before he broke up with me.
But it’s all water under the bridge now, bc I really don’t give a shit about what he’s doing anymore.
I am so sorry if you thought I was talking about you in the post. Very sorry.
I am usually very careful about what I post, and I guess I was feeling a little more open than usual last night.

First of all, I never said I was upset. I just said she needed to think before she posted.

Third message, with the subject “Hey, just thought I’d send a polite note”:

I just deleted that bulletin, I didn’t want it to make you or anyone else uncomfortable. I really am sorry. That was a long time ago, and did even make the connection at the time that you may think I was talking about you.
Shouldn’t have put any names in that one, period.
So, no hard feelings, okay? I actually was referring to someone else entirely. Sorry about any confusion. I feel like an ass, now. Well, it’s gone now.
Take care, [LRC].

This is my reply:

It’s OK, these things happen. It was just a misunderstanding. I didn’t know there was anyone else after you and before me — I just assumed it was me.

(For the record, I think she is lying, and I will tell you why in just a minute. I just know that she is sensitive, and it’s not really a big deal, and I believe she has learned her lesson, so I let her off the hook.)

Her REPLY to my reply:

Don’t worry about it. I hate hurting other people’s feelings, i really do…so I try my best not to do it.
I really should have proofread that bulletin before I posted it, though. i was about to fall asleep when i did that survey. But just to be safe, I’ve decided not to post anything anymore. I used to not to do it at all, then decided to try it and got caught up in it.
The fact is, I really don’t talk about my personal life very much at all, and for some reason this arena gave me more confidence to get out of my comfort zone and open up a little bit.
Well, don’t think I’ll be doing that anymore.
Take care, [LRC]. Hope to see you around.

This is a snippet of her IM conversation with Andy (because, of course, he shared it with me):

Nancy: So, I accidentally upset your friend, [LRC].
You know [LRC], right?
Andy:
Yes, she’s a bud.
Do you want me to pretend to you that she hasn’t already told me the situation?
Nancy: Well, I posted this bulletin on Myspace, answering a survey. One of the questions asked when my heart was first broken, and I made a comment about [Todd] back in high school. I wasn’t actually talking about her.
I didn’t realize that until after I went back and read it over again. I feel horrible.
Andy: It was a bad choice of words I think, but everyone has those moments.
Nancy: I’ve already sent her an email, apologizing. I was actually talking about another girl.
[Todd] did go out with [LRC] right after he dumped me, but there was this other girl I could’ve sworn he was with in between the two of us.
Andy: Well, here’s my 2 cents. It seems silly for an adult (you) to take a cheap shot at a child (anyone 14) 10 years after the fact.
[LRC] or not.

(See why Andy is my Guy BFF?)

So the part that I bolded and colored in orange is the part that makes me doubt her truthfulness. Oh well, whatever. She’s learned her lesson. Time to move on. Oh yeah, she also wrote a FREAKING LONG ASS bulletin about why she wouldn’t be posting any more bulletins (and the world cried at this news), but I’ll spare you that. I think she deleted it, anyway.

In other news, I got a call from BrownEyes yesterday. Apparently his phone was cut off before it was supposed to be disconnected, and he just got a new phone number. He has no reason to lie about that, so I believe him. We had small talk for a bit (how was your vacation, I’m going to this concert next month, blah blah blah), and then all of a sudden he says, “So, I may be moving back to [town I live in].”

Wha . . . ?

This is great news. BrownEyes and I really hit it off, but I didn’t get my hopes up about the situation because of the whole long distance thing. Now, if he ends up moving back here, we may have a chance to actually DATE and not just have sporadic little flings here and there.

So the possibility of that is making me a happy girl. He is also looking at a possible job in the next state over, but he says the job he’s interviewing for here is what he wants to do. He wants to get out of the field he’s currently in. Again, though, I’m not getting my hopes up. He is coming to town tomorrow because he’s interviewing for the job on Saturday (who has a job interview on Saturday?). I will keep you posted about the sitch. I know you’re just dying to know what happens next. Ha.

You know, I told Andy a couple months ago that I’d rather have a life filled with equal parts pain and happiness if it were an INTERESTING life, rather than a dull, painless existence. Well, I definitely got an interesting life! It seems like the craziest shit has been happening to me lately.

Oh, something I am NOT loving right this minute?

Disgust-o-rama! The bottom half of both my legs are covered in inexplicable bug bites. Something apparently tore my ass up at the beach, and this lovely sight greeted me Sunday morning when I woke up. Nice. I suppose it’s slightly better than the bruise, though, although this covers a larger surface area. I just hope they go away by this weekend. Wouldn’t want to scare away BrownEyes with my chicken pox-like bumps!